It came to her in a dream. Snuggled up on her friend's sofa, she was enjoying another blissfully peaceful sleep... but suddenly, Skatey sat bolt upright. A mysterious voice had invaded her mind and told her to go to Sunyshore City... but why? However skeptical, she felt inexplicably compelled to fulfil this instruction. Outside, dawn had broken, and another layer of powdery frost rained gently over the famously snowy city.
Beneath her, a certain Mightyena, Skatey's beloved Poochy, was indulging in a well-deserved rest. In the doorway, however, a none-too-powerful Pikachu with the electrical capacity of a potato (lovingly referred to as Noir), appeared clutching a croissant. Skatey's eyes narrowed. "You didn't steal that from the kitchen, did you?" she hissed. Noir, alarmed, returned the croissant to the fridge and reappeared upon the armrest of the sofa. Skatey sighed heavily and shook her head. "Is it possible we're overstaying our welcome?" she said, almost jovially, noticing the contents of her messenger bag strewn messily around the room, and scraps of uneaten food remaining in bowls at the table. Noir let out a lingering "Pika--" which seemed to indicate agreement. Skatey pondered this for a moment and shook Poochy awake. Poochy growled, but opened her eyes, her ears twitching with readiness for Skatey's announcement. "I think it's time to pack our bags..."
Within an hour, the three had officially decided to renew their taste for adventure with a trip to Sunyshore. Skatey secretly wished the voice had been real, and not just a figment of her imagination; but she convinced herself it was but an incredibly vivid dream. She hadn't mentioned the experience to Poochy and Noir, and told them the only reason for the impromptu journey was simply to get out of Adrian's, (said friend) and his family's, hair and for... y'know, training purposes. Following this discussion, she unleashed her menagerie of Pokemon from their Pokeballs, and informed them of her plans. Luckily, all were eager to leave Snowpoint. The team began to clear the house of Skatey's many worldly possessions and tidied, vacuumed, and scrubbed until every opaque surface was sparkling. They worked hard, but were gone by quarter to 7, just before the alarm clocks were due to go off, leaving only a note to explain their absense.
"You've been great this morning, guys. Thanks for your help," she beamed proudly to her 6 smiling companions, forcing her overcoat to stertch further around her body in attempt to protect herself from the harsh arctic winds. "We'll be in Sunyshore before you know it, and I'll see you then," she grinned and began to return her Pokemon to their Pokeballs. Of course, Noir and Poochy remained at her heels and Wurlitzer - Dragonite of flight - floated in front of her. She had found what she believed to be a perfect site for take-off. "Are you ready, Wurly?" Skatey asked. Wurlitzer nodded her head happily and braced herself for the influx of passengers. Boarding the Dragonite in a highly awkward fashion, they were suspended just slightly above the ground and Wurlitzer began hovering in the vague direction of Sunyshore City. However, just minutes out of Snowpoint, the road still fully blanketed by snow, she noticed a motionless body burried in the accumulating snow. "Stop! Go down there, I see something!" she said urgently. Wurltizer circled in on the area and Skatey leapt off her back, running towards the motionless figure and was quickly joined by an equally concerned Poochy. "Are you okay?" she said desperately, digging her fingers into Yaz's shoulder. She noted he was still breathing and waited tensely for a response.
(lol Yaz I edited the end for you -- that's why the timeframe (your post - nightfall, mine - daybreak) is so... incorrect. Ignore it, otherwise he would've been lying their for 12 hours or something >D)